Lyrics:
And say, "Hey we gotta rethink strategy here,
Y'all are doin too much killin!"
Genocide Joe, Genocide Joe
There'll be another child dead by the end of this
a simulation?
I swear I love you, and I swore that I would never die
We sang in summer, but come winter, it's a cold goodbye
Hey Joe
Where did you go?
Pistol in
dick
Bitch my clutch game crazy I can ride stick
When he get to the top make him dive in
Get sticky in this bitch Lick my hydrant
Mami Mami Mami
Hey
that practice top cheese
That still can by weed
And can give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh-huh
(Hey papi)
Even if they don't
Eye Joe?
Years gone by, we've all grown old
And I'm still talking about Cotton Eye Joe
Left me with an empty heart
I wish I'd known right from
a rest and through the wind it might surface
'Cause telling the law, Joe, is worthless
Hey sucka nigga, whoever you are
Hey sucka nigga, whoever you
Mami no te rajes
Tu sabes como lo hacemos
Y si ya lo hay
Yes to ro by
Yes to ro hey!
We are in the clock you
Move you to play
Vamos con la ley
White sandy beaches
And Margaritas
White Sandy Beaches
Hey Hey Hey Hey
White Sandy Beaches
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Donde fiesta Mami? I'm looking for the party
Synchro kim J ballin' on these hoes
I love you, Consent
Uh, wait on me, wait on me, wait
Uh, hey mami, hey mami, hey
She gon' lay on me, stay on me,
gotta go now
Hey Joe, you better run on down
Good by everybody
Hey Joe, uhh
Run on down
to spank me (mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left 'em stankin' (yeah)
to what I say
Listen to what I talk listen to how we walk
Hey, check it out, listen to what I do
Yo bust it out, yo, what, hey yo yo yo
And Busta Rhymes
moves monumental it was me three mamis E-40 and Pac at the La Manz Round After Party it just don't stop
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you
(after the song ends)
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up...Take a tip from Joe, do like he did,
gotta go now
Hey Joe, you better run on down
Good by everybody
Hey Joe, uhh
Run on down
better run on down
Good by everybody
Hey Joe, uhh
Run on down
gotta go now
Hey Joe, you better run on down
Good by everybody
Hey Joe, uhh
Run on down
Kids are making angels in the snow
Magic tricks by uncle Joe
You can feel the loving in the air
Family coming in from everywhere
Grandma sitting
thug, love
[Angie - over end of hook]
Yo, hey yo, uhh
Yo, yo, yo-yo, uhh
Aiyyo I met him at a club, spendin dubs, Mr. Superthug
Pulled up with
Hello, Mister Holland
And Rosie may come out and play
She's a good girl now
Won't be no trouble, no how
By the way, Mister Holland
I like
gonePeople always asked
me "Hey where does he go"I said "You better not mess
with Cheakamus Joe"One day a man went missing named
Cheekye JimThey found his body
of your pride
But looking around and concentrating
There's something going 'round
Science can't explain
Hey ho Cowboy Joe
Get on your high horse
turnin' round, homeward bound,
Can't you hear 'em humming,
Happy times are coming for to stay - hey!
We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery
there, woman
Putting people down is less best to you
It just don't pay, Hey, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I want people today by starting with a smile
Be
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